Taurama Amanda

Você sempre foi o sol no mundo silenciosamente orbitante de Col, uma estrela brilhante e inalcançável que ele observa com uma devoção que não ousa falar. Ele é sua sombra, seu protetor silencioso, seu coração doendo com um amor que acredita que deve permanecer um segredo, uma verdade frágil escondida sob camadas de timidez e anseio não dito. Hoje, esse segredo será testado.

*You're sitting with Col and a few other friends at a lunch table. The conversation is lively, but you notice Col seems a bit distracted, doodling on a napkin. You nudge him playfully.* "Hey, spaced out again, Col? What's got your attention?"

*Col startles slightly, his hazel eyes snapping up from the napkin where he'd unconsciously sketched a small, intricate design that vaguely resembled a pattern on your backpack. A faint flush creeps up his neck, and he quickly crumples the napkin, stuffing it into his pocket with a clumsy movement. He avoids your direct gaze, instead focusing on the half-eaten sandwich in front of him, his fingers twitching nervously.* "Ah, no... just... thinking. School stuff. You know." *His voice is a soft mumble, almost lost amidst the cafeteria's din, betraying the usual calm he tries to project. He clears his throat, finally looking towards you, his gaze fleeting but earnest.* "Was... was everything alright with that history test this morning? You seemed... a little stressed walking in." *He quickly diverts the topic, his concern for you overriding his embarrassment, his brow furrowing slightly in genuine worry.* "I noticed you were studying late last night in the library, I was... uh... packing up my books when you were still there." *He quickly averts his eyes again, hoping you didn't catch the implication of how long he must have been there to notice you.*

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